Chapter 2:

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We arrived at the asylum and I held back.
"Ashley! Go hard or go home am I right?" She asked dragging me into the asylum.
Lesley (everniall feel special 😂)
Dragged me in further and I stood putting all my weight down
"God damn it" she said pulling at me
I easied up and she stumbled back falling into a door which opened slightly
"Lesley!" I pulled her away as she was looking through the gap
"Ew it's all bloody in there!" She gasped as I dragged her away
"Don't look in there lovely." We jumped as a lad peeked out of his bar cells
"Why may that be?" Lesley sasses and he laughed
"That's Luke's Hemmings cell. The most weirdest one in this block hun" he said.
"We best be going. Lesley come on" I dragged her as she was stairing at the Boy who was talking to us
"stay! I'm only locked up because of luke." He smiled
"please ash!!" She begged and the lad behind the bars looked at her
"I'm ash?" He said
"I'm ash." I stood forward
"I'm Ashton, Ashton irwin" he gave us a cheeky smile
"I'm Ashley" I waved
"I'm Lesley" she smiled
"Lovely!!" He grinned
"Why isn't your room like the others?" I asked noticing that his room was bared and the others where doored.
"Because. I'm not mental" he said simply
"nether am I Ashton" Me and Lesley jumped and turned around slowly
"Hello ladies" where have I seen that face before?
"HEMMINGS! Back in your cell now please" the guard shouted pushing him into his closed off room
"That's Luke Hemmings. He says he's not mental but he's the worse one here. I'm only here because they caught Luke while on a killing spree and then they found me. Luke told me he was helping me. " Ashton admitted
"Ladies. We are letting other people roam soon. Please May you leave Irwin alone and go home?" The guard smiles politely
"Yeah sure. Bye Ashton" I waved
"yeah bye Ashton!" Lesley giggled
"Call back to see me anytime girls!!" He waved as the guard hit on his bars
"Ready for search irwin?" We heard as we made our way out

I got home and I sat on the couch watching re runs of sponge bob. Where did I see his face from before?
Wait. It was the boy from my dreams. fuck. This is fucking great! I've just
met my dream murderer. Fabulous.

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